Matt stared at the soldiers, his eyes were red, his face was hideous, and he wanted to pounce on them and eat them alive.

"You should have thought it would be like this!" The warrior's body has always had the might of a god of war, and even a faint glance will make people feel that a large piece of their entire chest has been torn apart, unable to resist and unable to resist.

"I'm not convinced, I'm not convinced!" Matt stared at the soldier and gritted his teeth.

How could he be convinced, how much effort he had put into the ease of the 'Special Forces King', and he had gritted his teeth all the way to the present, and everything was so easy to get into the hands of the soldiers, how could he swallow this breath!

"I deserve the name 'Special Forces King'! No one can take it from me, this is mine! I, the soldier, am the king of special forces! The soldier looked at Matt coldly, and the momentum that was not emitted was like a heavy sword out of its sheath, a real terrifying murderous aura!

"You are talking nonsense, I, Matt, am the king of special forces!" Matt roared hoarsely, and because he was too emotional, blood continued to gush out from the knife wound on his body, and soon the green grass blades under him turned red, which looked a little shocking.

"Just you?"

The soldier walked towards Matt step by step with the scimitar in his hand, and Matt was shocked by the soldier's terrifying murderous aura, and subconsciously retreated again and again, his face full of horror and fear.

"You...... What do you want?! Matt's voice was sharp and piercing, like a frightened bird, desperately flapping his wings to escape from this dangerous place.

The scimitar in the soldier's hand flashed, and the next moment it was already on Matt's neck, which made Matt scream in fright, and his face turned pale.

"If you admit defeat, I'll spare your life!" The soldier's voice was cold and cold, as if there was no trace of temperature like steel.

"You...... Don't you dare! Matt's voice trembled slightly, but his face was full of fear and panic.

As soon as the soldier's right hand sank, Matt immediately felt that his neck was hot, and subconsciously touched his neck, and the tentacles were warm and sticky......

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat......" Matt dared to be stubborn, and hurriedly couldn't wait to promise, for fear that the soldier would cut his throat without hesitation in the next moment.

The soldier simply withdrew his dagger neatly, and then strode towards Osborne, looking straight at Osborne with a pair of sharpened eyes, "What about you?!" ”

Osborne's brows were furrowed, obviously experiencing the battle between heaven and man in his heart, although he also wanted to become the 'special forces king', but Osborne had to admit that he could not compare with the soldiers whether he was wise or skilled, if there was really one person who became the 'special forces king', then this person would only be convinced if he was a soldier!

Just because the soldiers are the real 'special forces king'!

"You saved my life, my life is yours!" Osborne pursed his lips, and then looked up at the soldier with a calm face.

The soldier couldn't help but grin, I have to say, Osborne is indeed a friend worth making deeply!

Seeing that the soldiers and Osborne were talking and laughing, Matt clenched his fists, his eyes were like poison, staring at the soldiers deadly, and seeing the soldiers reach out to help Osborne, he stood up with his body.

No, he hasn't lost yet, he still has a chance!

Matt approached the soldiers step by step, and seeing that all the attention of the soldiers was attracted by Osborne, he couldn't help but feel an irrepressible excitement in his heart!

That's right, even God is helping him! He hasn't lost yet, as long as he kills the soldiers, then he is the real 'special forces king', and no one can replace him!

And just when the soldiers and Osborne were chatting, Matt suddenly picked up the dagger on the ground that was knocked out by the soldiers, and threw it at the back of the soldier's head.

"Be careful!" Osborne happened to be facing Matt at this time, and naturally took in Matt's movements, and when Matt picked up the dagger on the ground, Osborne instinctively felt an ominous premonition, but the dagger in Matt's hand had already come out of his hand.

Although the soldier talked to Osborne, but did not relax his vigilance, when the soldier's consciousness was not good, the soldier threw out the round knife in his hand without thinking, only to hear the sound of 'ding', the round knife knocked off the dagger thrown by Matt, and the speed did not decrease at all towards Matt!

Matt was still waiting for the moment when the soldier's head was cut off by himself, but in the blink of an eye, Matt felt a cold light flash in front of him, and then his neck was cold, and a scimitar was fiercely inserted into a big tree behind Matt, and the end of the blade trembled slightly, letting out a soft groan.

Matt didn't expect the soldier to dodge his fatal blow, and almost subconsciously wanted to beg for mercy, but Matt found that he couldn't make any sound, as if someone had choked his neck, and it became difficult to breathe.

Matt looked down in confusion, but only saw the surging blood flowing down his chest, which soon dyed his clothes blood-red, and there was a thick smell of blood floating in the air, which made people almost sick.

At this moment, Matt felt a throbbing pain in his neck, and almost subconsciously raised his hand to touch his neck, but when he touched the warmth and slippery of the tentacles, Matt reacted in hindsight and desperately tried to plug the wound on his neck, but the soldier just cut open Matt's trachea and major artery, and the blood gushed out like a faucet that opened the floodgates, and no matter how Matt covered it, he couldn't recover the wound.

"Woo woo woo ......" Matt was speechless at this time, blood flowed out of his mouth, but Matt was still struggling desperately, crawling on the ground and moving towards the soldiers step by step, his eyes full of fear and despair turned gray and dim little by little, until he no longer struggled for half a minute.

"Damn it!" Osborne spat out in the slightest, in his opinion, the soldier's approach is completely for self-preservation, and Matt is seeking his own death, even if he dies, he is more than innocent!

On the battlefield here, once anyone moves the killing intent, they are the enemy, and there is only one attitude towards the enemy, and that is to kill!

The soldier strode to the tree with the round knife in his face, stretched out his hand and pulled the round knife down, then glanced at Matt's corpse, which had begun to slowly turn cold, pursed his lips, and said nothing.

Soldiers don't have any compassion for those who want to kill them, Matt deserves to die, but now that he's dead, all grievances are written off, and as a comrade from the 'Hunter School', it is necessary for the soldier to collect his body!

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